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9 yrs ago
Current It gets colder these days, but I love my sweaters
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9 yrs ago
One weak drink and my head is pounding... I've become a lightweight.... *wails*
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9 yrs ago
I don't want to get out of bed......pleaseeee...i want to wallow a bit
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9 yrs ago
Omoooo~ what to do? Anime or kdrama?
9 yrs ago
Why do i stay up so late at nighy...it's always a struggle getting up in the morning. ..
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Bio

Hi all! It's Ana back from the void. I had some pretty intense months IRL, but the witch is back and ready to brew up a wonderful little story haha~ Here are my terms for OnexOne, dearlings~ Look it over and let's see if our tastes can create a lovely RP feast for you and me!


Length:

Medium causal to low advanced. I am a bit carnivorous and need a good bit of meat in the posts I get from my partners. Don't let me go hungry, huhuhu~
Like wise, I shall try to feed you with, at the very least posts of two and a half paragraphs in length or more. It's all about give and take, right~?
Mature Topics:

I can do smut and cursing, but let's try to keep it classy? I have a little brother on this site and I'd be mortified for him to find anything that isn't at least trying to be creative in word choice. Plus there are so many ways to keep things interesting and detailed without being crass or vulgar.

And while we are on the topic, I also feel that my mature RPs should be done with 18 and older roleplayers. Same goes with characters: 18 and older, preferably in the 20s, or nothing more than love fluff. You get Angel Food cake, you hear? Only 18 and up get to have Devil's Food.

And Romance doesn't have to be sappy. It can be that they hate each other in the beginning, but have attraction. Maybe they stay enemies. Maybe they unite but still don't trust one another. And maybe she is a hellion and he is cool calm and collected. Or maybe they both have bad tempers. There are so many possibilities! Romance doesn't always mean sappy fluff, but can include dark and more twisted passion. Huhuhu~ That's why there is a 'mature 18+ rating' on the door. ;P
Historical Topics:

Many, if not all, of my RPs involve some sort of historical quality. While I am no history buff, I like things to be believable. Call me nit picky and strict, but I don't like my Vikings calling my Heroine "babe" or "chick". It's odd and jars me right out of the RP.
Have Courage, Dearlings:

I won't bite you. :P I know I may seem strict on what I want, but this is just so we can both get what we want out of RP. If it isn't working, let's not be afraid to say so. Nothing is more painful than trying to feign interest in something you just are not interested in. Let's agree to talk to each other. Compromise and communication can solve many things. I am always open to suggestions once we agree on something to start with. OOC chat threads were made just for these kinds of things. So let's be friendly, yea? :3
One Final Thing:

I am looking to play the female character. I am looking for MY female character to be paired with a male character. I only clarify this because there have been misunderstandings in the past and it got reeeeeal awkward.

And so there is no confusion, I feel I must state it plainly somewhere in my current request: I would like to be the main female character. Thank you very much~ ;3

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Ah I have to go to bed anyhow. I posted up~ See you guys later~ ;3
@Delta44 ...fine...I want a sadist cold easily-jealous jerk then *grins*

*pouts* I wanna a crazy yandere boy character then! Imma play him and he'll be a cutie and he'll be a lil monster and he'll be great~

Kaori Tatsumia


@Delta44


Kaori could feel her face getting red. It had nearly a year since she had practically begged the older woman to help her with her music, not to mention help her get into her university. Of course, once she had gotten in classes had taken their change of her daily hours and with tuition to pay, even the musical scholarship Ryoki-sensei had helped her win couldn't ease her burden of taking up jobs to pay for the expensive university. Their tutoring sessions were now only every other Sunday, if Kaori was lucky. And her last tutoring sessions she had made a fool of herself by blubbering about not being sexy enough to get any guy's attention. With time for a lesson tomorrow, Kaori had hoped she would have at least tonight to bandage up her suffering pride, as little as it might be, before seeing the sensual and mature lady again. Ryoki-sensei was nothing short of an idol to Kaori. So how could she of gone and embarrassed herself like that last time they had met?

But the graceful older woman just beamed down at her and ruffled her hair, making her relax and smile a bit more. She was always so generous and kind, it only made Kaori admire her even more. "I'm sorry I didn't," the redhead practically melted into the older woman's petting, "I may have to pay the university tuition now, but thanks to you I have a scholarship to help me out somewhat. Ryoki-sensei is an amazing teacher!"

The younger girl gladly helped her mentor, all the while not even giving a thought to what other people might see as their more 'indecent' lessons. It was natural for Ryoki-sensei to be so kind and caring, enough to even help Kaori out with the more embarrassing failures in daily life. It had bothered her enough, realizing that she had never, not once ever, been asked out by a guy. Or even thought of as a romantic interest by any guy in high school. Not once. Once she had gotten into her university and started hearing about this first experience and that first experience and 'oh my how different university dating was to high school dating', the flustered naive girl had simply cracked one day. And spoken to her idol about her crushing concerns and withering self-doubt. The older woman, true to her generous ways, decided she'd help Kaori go from girl to woman. All it took was a little extra lessons after musical tutoring. No one even had to know. Ah, Ryoki-sensei really was the best!

"I'm looking for something to give to my parents. Their anniversary is coming up soon, you see, and I was meaning to get them something, y'know, meaningful. So I thought: 'Hey, why not get them flowers?' Problem with that is I don't know what's best and what isn't, but I suppose that's what you're here for! I kinda want something that will live a long time, as a way to commemorate their marriage. They're not exactly the gardener type of people, so something that doesn't require an awful lot of effort to take care of would also be good. Anything come to mind, Aka-chan?"

And so Kaori fluttered about trying to help her idol and mentor find something suitable for her parents' anniversary. It was sort of like trying to do her absolute best so she would impress her sensei, but mostly like she was finally able to help Ryoki with something. The dark haired and drop dead sexy lady was always so patient with her. It felt good to be able to help her with something for once, even if it was only an anniversary present for the parents. It was a start and that was all Kaori needed to get herself into the determined and devoted zone of work mode.

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Finally, it was the end of her shift. Already a little past nine and it was dark out. Having locked up the shop and said goodbye to her boss, Kaori snuggled contently into the borrowed jacket of a wild and very good smelling boy she wished could let her daydreaming mind rest already. It was probably odd of her to take so much pleasure in such a small thing like the scent from a jacket given to her only through kind concern. But having her senses being enveloped in something she believed to be as close to as embrace from a good looking guy as she was ever going to get, had turned her silly romantic side on full power. She almost wished the day wouldn't end.

First she had the wonderful chance meeting, then her beautiful gentle first customer and then she had seen Ryoki-sensei-! It had just been such a prefect day! Lights were glowing in the city all around her like different colored stars and she grinned happily to herself. Her stomach growled awakening her from her ridiculously fantastic thoughts. Right. All she had eaten today was toast. And her family was probably long done with dinner.

Her green eyes slid over to a thrumming club just across the road. Eh... Too jumpy. And too loud. She just wanted to relax. Plus she was probably too young anyway. Weren't most clubs twenty-one and older? Better not risk it. There had to be a place to eat around here somewhere... Maybe a food vendor would do. It wasn't the healthiest thing ever, but it would be warm and filling and probably really tasty, and that was good enough for her! Now, she just had to find one...
Oh right. That Yuno. Hehehe~ Sorry @Bozo I can be a bit dense.

@Delta44 I may have to make my post tomorrow evening. I have to go on an outing with the family tomorrow. Sorry it's taking me so long >.<
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I think YUNO who it is. :) ) :)) ) :)) ): ):) :): :) ):) :)Fog-0esrjigueroghawe

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Except for you.


*joke passes overhead and Ana waves, watching it go by*

I, personally, have yandere tendencies, but other than that I do not know whom you might be talking about.

Unless there is a character named Yuno I haven't been paying attention to?
Hm? Who is the yandere?
@Dynamo Frokane Hm dunno. Where is he?
Alright! I'm here! What did I miss? A big storm hit and out went our internet.
In CLOSED 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Raymond Severus Jones

Johanna Raske

Marilee E. Laikos






Location; The Café

Interacting With; each other @McHaggis@obscurus@LovelyAnastasia and texting Clarissa @GoddessSophia




Shame the snake was not going to actually drink the coffee. back to reality.

Then the girl who had been standing in the middle of the café, decided it was time to get some tea. She seemed dense. Ray stared at her for a second when she wondered whether or not they had tea.

"It's pretty safe to assume we have tea. Any preferences for the kind of tea? I have one that helps relax, you might want to try that one."

He had just the thing for her. 

*Mèèèèh..Mèèèh* 

That was his phone telling him he got a text. Ray flipped it open to look at what his sister had send him. He scratched his nose as he read it. 

To: Clarissa

From: Ray

Wait what? I thought those were just rumours. Do you know who's behind it? Shit. Sorry sis. Poor Viv.


He had made a hasty conlusion about his sister. Not that she wouldn't do the same about him, but still. From all the cool gods that he could be descendant from, he hád to be part of the drama family. Even though he tried to distance himself from all that, it was in his veins too. 

Back to the tea.

With his back towards his guests -so they couldn't see what he was doing- he opened one of the jars. In it was their normal teablend. He took a small amount in his hand and rubbed it with both his palms for about ten seconds. That should do the trick. He then poured the infused tea into a little teabag, which he hung in a cup of hot water. It looked exactly like what you'd expect a cup of tea to look like. Little plate, little spoon, sugar and a cookie on the side. He turned around and placed it in front of his customer. 

"There you go. I just gave the snake a free drink, so I might as well.. It's on the house. You're probably my last customers for today anyway."

It was slowly getting dark outside. Ray walked over to the front door and turned around the sign that hung there. Then back to his place behind the counter, where he started drying the last cups that came out of the dishwasher. 

"So have you guys heard about these kidnappings? Apparently the rumors are more than just that. Some students have actually gone missing."

Marilee felt her face turn a bit pink as the guy who worked behind the counter asked her just what kind of tea she wanted. Of course they had tea. Most any places that served coffee had tea. But when he mentioned a tea to help her relax, a small frown formed on her face. Was she really so tense that even a stranger could see it? 

"Just black tea, please" the dark haired girl said softly. Her relax? That probably wouldn't happen no matter what kind of tea she had. Herbs and things had some powerss, in her belief, but they were not that powerful. Not for her rigid defense, mastered through years of strict emotional repression. A small smile tugged at the corner of her dark colored lips. No, herbal tea effects didn't last long. Especially not when in the presence of strangers. 

Sitting up straight, she let her hands fall to her lap as the guy behind the counter fixed her drink. Glancing over to the girl beside her, she wondered if she should at least try to start a conversation. It would be nice to know someone at the Academy before having a face to face meeting estranged half-siblings, who were probably much more confident and shining than her. 

But instead her tea was placed in front of her, well plated and all, and her server spoke leisurely over his duties. Snake? What snake? Unlike most fully mortal females, snakes had never bothered Marilee much. As long as she left them alone, they never seemed to take much interest in the Daughter of Hecate. Taking a sip of her tea after mixing in a bit of the sugar, she wondered just what the snake the guy was taking about. Was it a real snake, or a metaphor, or maybe a nickname...?

"Are you sure it's on the house?" Marilee asked raising her soft voice just a little so her could hear her, "I really d-don't mind...paying...for...it..." Suddenly she wasn't feeling very much like her usual uptight and anxious self. Instead it was like there was warmth spreading from her toes all the way up to her brow. Like warm tendrils of soothing light melting away any form of strict control she had mastered to keep herself in check. It was highly unsettling. If only she could tell her brain to be anything other than soothed and giddy...

"Pardon...me..." Marilee blinked hard, as though it were difficult to keep her mind focused and alert, "I don't... What was in...?" The scarlet stained magic that always shimmered under her skin wriggled its way out to dance around her hands. Just as her hands started to glow, so did her eyes. Their pale and almost colorless depths turned red, though unlike all the times before this red was soft and warm, instead of bursting and violent. The lights just above her pulsed brighter than normal. Her tea started to levitated out of its cup, the cute cookie it had been plated with drifting weightlessly around in the air. The cup on the saucer started to tremble before it too started to drift up in casual orbit around her.

It was so hard focusing. Everything felt too warm, too at ease and too...sweet. A slow smile crossed her face, turning the usual tense and grim features into that of almost serene delight. A small giggle spilled from her lips which dark painted fingers pressed in surprise. "Hey..." she pointed at the guy drying washed dishes as if to try an bring his attention back. There was something she needed to ask him. What did she need to ask him? "Hey!" she managed a shout but it quickly ended in an warm and feminine grin with a flick of her glowing finger. The plate that had been on the table shot through the air and stopped, hovering right in front of his face, before drifting like a feather down into the sink. Such a thing like a plate mocking a light feather made Marilee's breathy and almost unsure laugh melt into something a bit less overthought and strained. Like a real girlish laugh. Of course till she realized the guy had said something about kidnapping on campus. 

Slumping over the counter, her cheek resting in the palm of her glowing red hand, she watched as tea, cookie and cup drifted around her head, sometimes proding them with the spoon in her hand, as the lights above her pulsed gently. Bright, not so bright, bright, not so bright... "Kid-napkin?....Wouldn't....Demi kids...blow their...nappers away..." her voice sounded dreamy and amused, the shadowed features of her mother's smile shinning through on her own face. "Couldn't...Mom Gods and Dad Gods....stop...napkins? Easy...as pie... Pie sure is...yummy..." And with that lovely speech, she took a bite of the cookie that dared drift too close to her mouth.

Johanna, throughout the whole ordeal, slowly sipped from her latte, fingers tapping against the countertop at a rapid pace. Fidgeting was just something she did when she was interested but standing still in an attempt to prove that she did have patience, because patience was a virtue. She eyed the girl curiously, and Ouroborous stuck his little triangular head out from the other side of his coffee, tongue lashing the air.

"She tastesss like ssssleep, misssstress," Oreo informed her promptly. "Ssssleep and magic." Johanna wasn't at all surprised by that. According to both of her snakes (but especially Ouroborous, who had a talent for sniffing out the occult) Olympus Academy felt like it was encased in 'magic' because of the barrier.

"And they didn't just wander off campus?" Johanna asked. "I only ask because there's a girl in my building who leaves at exactly 3am every Saturday morning, and, well... Maybe others do it?" Of course, being the sort of heroes that literally existed in Greek mythology nowadays, Joey had to admit that it didn't seem at all unlikely that there were villains, too.

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